Waaaaaah.. here is the next part! =D
Undying Love Chapter 9 [A Stop to Struggling]
"GOTEN... SORRY... I...can't..." Pan could not wait for him to
turn super saiyan (SO THEY COULD TURN OFF THE MACHINE AND GET THE HELL OUT OF
THERE), yet he began to up rise with power...
Goten then had a quick thought... the gravity chamber would be way too much for
Pan... she needed to get out, and QUICK... his eyes suddenly flashed towards the
metre, and then he looked at Pan. He pulled himself up instantly; standing high
above the ground; he pulled his arms across horizontally; his pupils
unfocused.
Move; his impulse was; Move. He rose, hovering off the ground, and gave a yell,
a yell of such immense outbreak, his muscles, expanding as he continued his
yelling. The room began to shake in accord to his power.
He can move freely in this gravity... if he has enough time before the
machine reaches the big 1500...
Next thing; his eyes, they turned blue, bright blue. The hair, his hair,
started to sharpen; it rose slowly, as a thundered wail urged him... urged him;
his muscles growing, tensing to be large, pulling into such humongous size, he continued
to reach the level... the level of which was ascending; past the mark of even
great power, his hair turned golden, turned platinum with a healthy, yet most
appealing glow; flowing with the hue of utmost power; utmost supremacy.
Pan, laying with tactful delicacy; watched, as she began to give into the grave
pull of power.
Why... how can he do that? Pan's heart raced... Why could she not do the same?
THE GROUND SHOOK. It raged, it raged a massive blow; a quaking... a power, a
power level, that made Pan still and unable to move... the gravity metre raced,
it was going to explode under such high pressures of gravity. How could she be
so impatient as to train? How could she even be bothered to, when the Androids
would be running wild as she was in such positions as now?
The room fogged up with smoke, as Goten's power rejoiced in a huge chorus of
force...!
A sickly pale orange aura blazed around him like a flame; his unique colouring
of the forming of such amazing ability. No matter how many times Pan could see
this, it never seemed to cease to awe her.
Goten moved swiftly to the machine, and pulled the metre down... but it still
increased...? WHAT?
"Damn?! What is wrong with this THING?" Goten demanded; he was
desperate. The doors were locked tight due to the programme Bulma had installed;
whereas they would only open if the metres would go down. "Oh... damn.. PAN
YOU GOTTA GET UP... I can barely stand in this gravity by myself, and if I blast
this place, it'll collapse on you. You've got to get up so you're ready to block
the impact of the roof!"
"I'm not strong enough..." Pan answered, as she couldn't move.
"Pan..."
"No... Just blast yourself out, I'll be able to cope with the weight. JUST
GET ME OUT OF THIS IMMENSE GRAVITY!!!!!" Pan incensed, her burning
determination blasting away her understandings of such... disposition. An
evolution... a change... it was such a revelation...
